Music is Life : Life is Music
The sacred sound ascends to all you see,
The vibrations sculpt bits to form reality.
Each particle played is from the word,
The living tone that ripples forth.
All was summoned to the beating of the drum,
Two beats creating the division of one.
And all song returns to the densest point,
To make the new tones from all previous choice.
And the song may have been already sung,
But the living song is never done.
For life is a growing symphony,
With the fulcrum being the best of me.
And so tones and notes return to source,
To be replayed as rewoven force.
And the old sung song is new again,
Forever in its polyphonic blends.
Would you ask another to hear for you?
Would you allow another to feel for you?
Could another ever play for you?
Do you play your best, if not what are you?
Can another do the practice for you?
Or learn the skills and apply them as you?
And so music's lessons are all in life;
Hear, to play and play your way,
For only you stand in your place.
A member of the symphony,
A living, growing melody.